Yara Reagan and Iris Lockwood left the Sinclair Family’s old mansion after Sharon recovered and checked into this hotel.
The old Sinclair mansion was quite a distance from downtown, so for convenience, they decided to stay at a hotel within such a commercial district.
Evelyn Clayton walked out of the hotel lobby and carefully surveyed the surroundings.
She saw people bustling around, but almost no eateries or restaurants nearby, most were concentrated in the mall across the street.
If Iris Lockwood went to buy food, then she would inevitably head straight to the mall after leaving the hotel.
Evelyn Clayton looked around and dialed Shane Sinclair.
The call was answered quickly.
Evelyn Clayton wasted no words and swiftly explained the situation to Shane Sinclair.
Shane Sinclair’s tone turned serious, "Is there anything you need me to do?"
"If possible, could you help check the surveillance on the road near The Caelian Grand Hotel on Nankang Road, as well as inside the SK Mall across the street?"
Shane Sinclair agreed promptly, "Give me an hour."
After hanging up, Evelyn Clayton returned to the hotel room.
"I’ve already contacted Shane for help, don’t worry, she’s definitely all right." Evelyn Clayton reassured Yara Reagan.
Meanwhile, she began contemplating the worst-case scenario.
In broad daylight, it couldn’t possibly be—kidnapping?
If it truly was a kidnapping, then who did it? What was the purpose of kidnapping Iris Lockwood?
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Time ticked away slowly, and both Evelyn Clayton and Yara Reagan felt extremely anxious.
Forty minutes after ending the call with Shane Sinclair, Evelyn Clayton’s phone rang again.
She answered with anticipation, only to find the caller wasn’t Shane Sinclair.
Instead, it was Yvette Warren.
In that instant, Evelyn Clayton’s heart inevitably leaned toward the worst possibility.
Why would Yvette Warren be calling at this moment?
Evelyn Clayton exhaled silently and answered the phone.
She stayed silent for a while, but Yvette Warren wasn’t offended, only chuckling lightly, "Got trouble?"
Upon hearing this, Evelyn Clayton knew that Yvette Warren had someone following her again.
But she was already too weary to argue with Yvette Warren about this matter and straightforwardly said, "Can you help?"
"Of course." Yvette Warren agreed readily, "Otherwise, I wouldn’t have reached out to you."
Evelyn Clayton was about to ask Yvette Warren if she could help mobilize some police force to search for Iris Lockwood when Yvette Warren leisurely spoke—
"Don’t worry, your sister is fine."
Evelyn Clayton narrowed her eyes, "What do you mean by that?"
"Just what it says." Yvette Warren laughed, "No need to have Shane check any surveillance videos, I’ll tell you where she is."
Evelyn Clayton suddenly stood up from the sofa, her anger engulfing her.
She gritted her teeth, "Was it you? — Mrs. Warren, I never provoked you!"
At this moment, countless fears overwhelmed Evelyn Clayton.
Could it be that the last time Yvette Warren approached her and said those words, she was simply bluffing?
Her real purpose was merely to confirm her identity for her husband, and then eliminate her—
"Don’t get too worked up." Yvette Warren’s voice turned a bit harsh, carrying a hint of coldness, "I never do such despicable things. Even if there’s someone I dislike, I don’t need to do it personally."
As she spoke, Yvette Warren also let out a cold laugh, "If I truly wanted to act against you and your friends, you might never know it was me until it was too late."
This feeling of being underestimated naturally didn’t sit well.
But what gripped Evelyn Clayton more was a mix of anger and fear.
It was at this moment that she realized deeply, she stood no chance against the powerful families in Aethelburg.
"So, where is she?" Evelyn Clayton restrained her anger, "Please, Mrs. Warren, no more riddles."
Yvette Warren gave a slight snort, "Try looking in the mall’s fire exit."
"How was it?!" Yara Reagan asked urgently.
"Yvette Warren said..." Evelyn Clayton swallowed, "to search the mall’s fire exit."